‘I cannot get the thought of me attending an 1800’s English ball. When Jacob starts luring me out into an empty bedroom. Before I even realize it, his fingers are digging through the layers of my dress as his lips travel up and down my neck. He pushes his fingers into me to find my spot. Once he does, he strips us both and repeatedly thrusts his cock into it on the bed. He doesn’t keep his hands off of me until the parties over. He kisses me and hopes we can do it again.’